Kingdom, Power, Glory
When have Americans, as represented by their major writers and public characters, been sufficiently the masters of their environment to live symmetrically, to possess a vital native culture?
Thoughtful commentators like Lord Bryce are no longer read ("too longwinded"). Brilliant specialists like Thomas Beer are chuckled over, then dismissed as satirists ("too clever"). Lewis Mumford steps forward, more penetrating than a Van Wyck Brooks, more coherent than a Ralph Adams Cram, far more mature, mannerly and historical than any Mencken, with a book* that is badly needed. He succinctly,...